Well I haven't posted in a while so I figure I would. Things with me are ok. They could be better but what can you do. I have been getting word that a good friend of mine is loosing the battle with cancer and will not be with us much longer. I got to see them back in Aug. when I had taken 30 days of leave when I got back from Iraq. And that will be the last time I will get to see them. And since they are not family I don't know if I will get to go to the funeral when they pass. It is one of the deals that I have to accept due to the path I have chosen. With this path I will miss a lot of things and get to see a lot of things that other people will not see. Some good and some not. But like they say what dose'nt kill you makes you stronger. And in my life I have had a lot of things make me stronger. And here lately this one song has been stuck in my head.
The Hero
The blade I swing is black as night
Black as my soulless heart
It bears the burden of many lives
But I don't feel remorse
I lent my sword to anyone
willing to pay the price
No regrets for what I've done
A mercenary's life
But there I was on the battleground
Until I felt the jaws of death
Cut into my flesh
Defending old and weak
But I did not retreat
Now here I lie in my own blood
and strangers cry for me
I'm prepared to meet the gods
I wish they'd let me be
I don't deserve their sympathy
I know who I am
My soul is death and misery
I am an evil man
I rest in my blood
soon I will face the gods
Strangers cry for me
I wish they'd let me be
Show no sympathy
Shed no tears for me
I know who I am
I am an evil man
I know who I am
I am an evil man.
The Hero
The blade I swing is black as night
Black as my soulless heart
It bears the burden of many lives
But I don't feel remorse
I lent my sword to anyone
willing to pay the price
No regrets for what I've done
A mercenary's life
But there I was on the battleground
Until I felt the jaws of death
Cut into my flesh
Defending old and weak
But I did not retreat
Now here I lie in my own blood
and strangers cry for me
I'm prepared to meet the gods
I wish they'd let me be
I don't deserve their sympathy
I know who I am
My soul is death and misery
I am an evil man
I rest in my blood
soon I will face the gods
Strangers cry for me
I wish they'd let me be
Show no sympathy
Shed no tears for me
I know who I am
I am an evil man
I know who I am
I am an evil man.
toffee:
Sorry to hear about your friend.
gfys:
Wow this is ubber old, but I'm sorry babe. I still think of you and wish we spoke more. You are an awesome person and i still use the blanket you got me all the time. I hope to hear from you soon. my cell number hasn't changed, Hugs and kisses.